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Mo Yifan hugged his mobile phone and squatted on the bed all night.

He looked at the information of Li Mubai and Dusk Li, which kept coming and going, and the whole person was not good.

He wanted to improvise a poem: "The Poor Man's Voice".

The younger brother is 18 years old this year, and the family has an old mother with white hair.

There were no two chickens and ducks in the yard, and the puppies were dying of hunger.

Now he is still lonely, and his family has not been able to start a family.

The pretty little girls are all gone.

Big brothers and sisters are rich.

Please, two of you, spend some money......

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In the early morning, the white moon fades and the morning sun warms up.

In the luxurious suite, Shanyusheng lay in a pile of books, sleepy and fell asleep.

Twilight played a little game all night, a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

She put down her phone, got up and walked towards Shanyusheng.

This man has been reading books all night, and he is still well-behaved and obedient.

What is it, though?

Twilight picked up a book that Shanyusheng had read, and his face suddenly darkened.

Who said this man was well-behaved and obedient?

On the letter, between the dense black letters, pencil lines are drawn.

The appearance of the pencil lines connected is a woman's delicate and beautiful face.

Most of the entire book is painted with the same face.

It's just that the expressions are different, not the same.

Some are laughing, some are playing with their mobile phones, and some are a little sleepy......

Twilight couldn't have imagined.

She spent the night on the couch playing with her phone, while Shan Yusheng sat at her desk and drew her all night.

On the last page of the book, there is a beautiful line of small print.

That's the handwriting of Shanyusheng:

In the vast sea of people, you are the most beautiful scenery in my eyes.

I would like to pluck a red leaf and give it to you with my own hands.

It should be a touching memory for you after this night......

After reading it, Twilight closed the book.

She pursed the corners of her lips, and a strange thread flashed at the bottom of her silver pupils.

This young master from a good family is suitable for carrying a sketchpad and a bag on his back, walking on foot in the uninhabited mountains, green fields, and rainy alleys in the south of the Yangtze River......

Because, there is a distance, and there is poetry......

"Well, big cakes, fritters, twists, wowotou ......"

In his sleep, he muttered in pieces.

He was probably so hungry that he uttered a series of names for breakfast.

Twilight raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: Far away and poetry?

Forget it.

When she didn't speak.

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At breakfast, the table was full of flatbreads, fritters, twists, and wowotou.

According to Shanyusheng's dream, Twilight ordered him a table of folk breakfast.

After Shanyusheng finished washing, he walked to the dining table, his face full of doubts, and said, "You eat this in the morning?" ”

Twilight shook her head and said, "Here's something for you." ”

"Thank you." Shanyu sat down and ate breakfast quietly.

He hadn't eaten such a quaint breakfast for more than ten years.

These are the foods that her mother likes to eat, not his favorite food.

However, he likes all the things that the little beauty gives him.

"By the way, why don't you eat?" Shanyusheng found a problem.

Twilight hadn't eaten in front of him since he had known him.

Twilight walked to the bathroom and said, "I've eaten." ”

In the morning, when Shanyusheng was sleeping, she brushed Shanyusheng's neck and took a bite.

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Shanyusheng finished breakfast and rested on the sofa.

He was still sleepy and couldn't wake up.

Twilight walked out of the bathroom and got dressed.

She picked up a bag, handed it to Shanyusheng, and said, "When I go back, I memorize the contents." ”

Shanyusheng opened the information, looked through it, and said: "This is the financial statements of Shanshi Group for the past ten years, and it is an absolute company secret. How did you get your hands on it? ”

"You don't have to worry about it. If you want to take back the power of the good family, then listen to me. "If she wants to gain a foothold in Liangcheng, she must rely on the power of the good family.

Only by supporting Shanyusheng will it be convenient to do things in the future.

Although Shanyusheng hates gentleness, he is not stupid and does not want to do things that are not good for the good family.

He asked uncertainly, "Is your goal a good family?" ”

"It's not." Twilight replied softly.

Her goal is tentatively set for the Yang family.

The Yang family has a not-so-popular woman who always covets her prey.

She didn't like it.

Shanyusheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll do my best." Don't get your hopes up, I can't carry that mess. ”

What financial statements, where there are his drawings are good-looking.

"Yes." After Twilight finished speaking, he picked up his handbag and walked out of the suite.

She allows Shanyusheng to be not smart, even stupid, but she can't accept that Shanyusheng doesn't work hard.

In this world, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

One of the things that people fear the most is that they will always be better than you, but they will work harder than you!

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After Twilight and Shanyusheng separated, they went to the stock exchange again.

solemnly came to withdraw money, and when he saw Twilight, he took the initiative to say hello and said, "Leave the boss, fortunately." ”

Since yesterday when Twilight made a small profit in front of Solemnity, Solemn's positioning of Twilight immediately changed from a "thousand-year-old goods" to an honorific title in the industry: Leaving the boss.

Twilight nodded her head, said hello, and headed for the lounge.

Although Zhuang Zhuang really wanted to make another profit, he was too busy with official business to stay longer.

Last night, there was another incident of vampires killing humans in Liangcheng.

This has been going on for five days.

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Twilight walked into the VIP room and sat down in front of the computer.

She deposited the remaining hundreds of thousands of dollars into her account and decided to try the water again.

In the business world of Liangcheng, the river is very deep, and you can only try to wade to the bottom.

Outside the hallway, there was a sound of footsteps.

A group of small stock fans who speculated in stocks walked towards the securities hall with a young man in their arms.

"Yang Gushen, you are here today to give us mortals some guidance?" The biggest expectation of small fans is to be able to spy on the heavens and get rich overnight.

The young man wore a waxed hair and a crisp suit, and a pair of leather shoes under his feet were shiny.

His name is Yang Xiu, he is very good at buying stocks, and he is well-known in the stock exchange.

Yang Xiu waved his hand modestly and said, "Don't dare to be it, Yang is just lucky." ”

"Yang stock god, is there a good stock, but also let us little people taste some sweetness." The small group of fans pleaded.

Yang Xiu smiled mysteriously and said, "Come, I'll tell you." ”

"Yes, thank you Yang for the reminder." The small group of fans put their ears together.

After Yang Xiu got rid of the entanglement of a bunch of small fans, he walked into another VIP room.

The assistant came over with tea and said, "Boss Yang, what you introduced to them are all junk stocks, aren't you afraid that they will settle accounts with you?" ”

Yang Xiu pulled his tie and loosened it, and said disdainfully: "That's what they deserve, I don't know them, why let them make money?" ”

"That's right." The assistant was holding a teacup and was brainwashed.

Next to it, in the VIP room.

Twilight stopped moving, frowning slightly.

Blood-Clan people are naturally sensitive and able to hear sounds from great distances.

She didn't agree with Yang Xiu's statement, and she didn't like Yang Xiu's surname.

Why don't you take Yang Xiu to practice your hands?